a puzzle in a box
incomplete and lost...

Sitting here up at night
looking at the sky...

Life is like a river
flowing constantly in the ground...

Listening silently across the room
hearing the voices through the door...

Slip away from the pain
Run and hide before you go insane...

Everything seems to slip away,
when you try to stand up like a kid...

I help my friends up like steps to a ladder
when they get above me...

Sitting down in my chair
breathing all this thin...

Suffering siliently
in the depths of my mind...

Every time we here the words we fall to our knees
our whole body gets weak...

I cant cry anymore
I have cried all my tears away...

Slipping by
passing time...